Raiha

[color=darkorchid][font=times]So this is what happens when you realize that while you're looking for an apartment to rent, your cosplaying abilities go down proportionally. On the other hand, I had gothic gear ready to go. And thus: Me as Myself with my friend's Cid Highwind Spear. FEAR ME! There'd be more evil pictures of me, but then I'd infringe on Adam's copyright abilities. And for the record, the one where I'm pointing with a smile on my face is "Me laughing at the people so stupid and lame they're playing the Naruto Card Game." Btw Shin....we looked all over for you but you were lost![/font][/color]

[font=times][color=darkorchid]I speared Adam at Anime Expo! There I was! With my weapon in hand, and Panda's husband caught me in the act! There will be pictures of course, but I mutilated the man and took his soul hostage! MUAHAHAHAHA! Victory is ours![/font][/color]

[font=times][color=darkorchid]Llyra Longeyes. When she closes her eyes and bares her skin in the direction she feels the most Yoki, she can sense, and gauge the strength of the enemy or her fellow fighters. Her ability to sense across long ranges, far out of the range of her comrades has earned her the nickname that's also given to sailors who can tell enemy ships from a great distance. Her symbol is the the symbol of the Pisces zodiac sign; the trident, not the squiggly lines. Note: I won't be able to post right away, I'm homeless and looking for a home. Tell your friends![/font][/color]

[color=darkorchid][font=times]Real Name: Lorerys Cojoure D'elere Human Name: Lo Chi Yangshou Apparent Age: 26 Gender: Female Marital Status: widowed Occupation: Therapist, specializing in work with abused children and teenagers. Appearance: Short in stature, of regular Chinese features, short and spiky dyed hair, and prone to wearing bright colors so she doesn't go unnoticed. Regular, healthy weight, typical asian skin tones, and dark brown eyes that tend to sparkle when she's please or concerned for a patient. [The picture won't load as a file, *angst*] Personality: Lo Chi is happy and cheerful and often thoughtful, as her work requires all three character traits and then some. When stressed or frustrated, she splutters and stutters, switching from English to Chinese and sometimes cursing under her breath. However, when she works with the children the state brings to her, she's patient and kind always, asking questions at the right time, and never pushing them for answers or unreasonable progress. Since her husband's untimely accident, she's pushed thoughts of their happiness to the side and doesn't tend to dwell on the thoughts. At times she feels guilty for being glad she wouldn't have to live for years with him, only to stay young as he died of old age. However this doesn't slow her down or keep her up too many nights. Location: Monterey Park, California, U.S.A. Immortal Artifacts: Vial of unknown animal blood; From an Arcadian animal, so old that even she isn't sure from which it comes. A thick, viscous maroon color, it doesn't even smell like human or animal blood, instead giving off a strange toxic scent. She's analyzed it in her spare time, determining it to be a poison. Red Scarf; Knitted from silk, this marvelous piece of fabric twists around her neck on its own, shaping itself and fluttering in its own private breeze unless Lo Chi holds it down with her fingers. It appears to think on its own and has a rudimentary consciousness, which grows very slowly as she wears it more often.[/font][/color] [img]http://www.mrtoes.net/photoblog/images/20061010071947_dsc_4745_blog.jpg[/img]

[font=times][COLOR=DarkOrchid]Name: Llyra Sol Gender: Female Appearance: see attachment. Long hair, doesn't always wear the mask, only uses it when attempting to see very long distances. As for her silver/grey skin, Llyra is unsure whether it is the product of too much magical enhancement or the byproduct of an experiment done on her by the organization that went horribly wrong due to either their ignorance or negligence. No other Hunter has ever developed the skin, and while she doesn't mind so much [her eyes are usually closed all the time], others find it frightening. Society: Mage Knight Armor: Reinforced robes, silk and then heavier material over it to protect against the elements. Her skin is slightly tougher than the average human's, or even the average Hunter's, able to withstand the typical slice of claws with less slicing and more of just scratching. Weapon: Sheaf of whatever long stemmed plant or twig she's picked up for the day or week. She tends to use living plants as her wands for channelling the flow of magic. Abilities: Long range sensing, the ability to detect the flow of demonic power through a body. The less power she outputs, the better she can sense others. By being weak, she can predict attacks, sense changes in mood, and can alter her own to suit. Essentially, she can manipulate demons and humans alike, as well as use her own form of attacking with enhanced magical abilities to augment her own fighting abilities.[/COLOR][/font]

[font=times][COLOR=DarkOrchid]It's Raki, you're correct. Anyway, at this second, I would like to start hogging the credit for introducing White and DB both to Claymore. I however have to thank my friend Fortunado as well. [He also goes by Forty]. My favorite characters involve Deneve of the re-growing limbs, Isley the fanservice boy that can spear you into the ground without moving more than a fingernail, and Galatea the girl who can manipulate you. I'd recommend the manga and the anime both, as the later is very close to the former. I find that reassuring. Episode 13 came out last night and is on Veoh.com. It's all about the insane ones![/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][FONT=Times New Roman][i]When Shai Guan came to, she realized three things. One, she was in a very dark tent, it was probably 2 in the morning. Two, the Matsyan dogs had made the gross mistake of not restraining her. And three, she had not been raped yet, but she wouldn't put a thing past barbarians at this point. She stood, her form so slight she barely came halfway up to the tent's roof. There was very little around her, no food, no ropes, nothing she could use as a weapon, but the idiots hadn't bound her sleeves behind her, nor had they cut her hair. "The fools. ....they should've gutted me on the field....." She checked, and the flap of the tent wasn't secured. Using slender, pale fingers, she undid the loose knot holding it shut and stepped out into the main camp. There were spear wielding guards, grunts really, and no main officers that she could see. Steeling herself, she slithered against the wall, her sleeves held loosely at her sides, and surprised one. Before he could shout an alarm, she was on him, her hair and sleeves both around his neck, wrenching it 180 degrees in the opposite direction. With a horrified moan, the other guards watched as she leapt from his falling body and landed not one foot away from it, his neck sticking out an in impossible direction. They chattered in their own language, a frenzy that slowly built into a hysteria.[/i] "Come to me, give me your blood, barbaric dogs." [i]They didn't understand her, instead they heard her hissing voice, her tongue deftly pronouncing words foreign to them. Then they charged at her, spears forming a bristling wood, more than twenty all aiming at her. She swirled her sleeves, one and then the other, creating a shock-wave that leveled them all and shook the tents. Her hair shivered in the night, framing her white face. One particularly brave or stupid soldier ventured too close to her swinging sleeves and she caught him up in them, her hand appearing to wrench his jaw from his face. She dropped him, stepping over the corpse, and saw the Matsyan who had captured her coming in her direction. Instantly, she dropped her guard and let the men get closer to her. They swirled in like fall leaves and she eyed the nearest one, who had a short sword. He held it out in front of him, and two soldiers clapped gauntleted hands on her shoulders. She looked over her shoulder at them, then looked directly at her captor. All of a sudden, a broken smile crossed over her face and she looked at the man with the short sword. The warrior shouted an order, but it was too late. She'd flung herself forward, wrenching free of their arms and impaled herself on the sword with the sickening sound of ripping flesh. The soldier screamed and dropped his weapon, Shai Guan falling to one side, spitted through her side. She looked up at the sky, vaulting over her vision and she sighed once. The warrior leaned over her and she smiled up at him.[/i] "You should've killed me on the field." [i]Her body shuddered over, and she crumpled down, her head dropping to one side. Her sleeves fluttered by themselves, and then they paused as her consciousness faded away. As long as they gave her a chance, she'd cause more trouble than she was worth in hopes that they'd just kill her.[/i][/FONT][/COLOR]

[QUOTE=Ezekiel][SIZE=1]Time for a new spam? I think so! By the way, Raiha, I love you and your self confidence.

[i][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkOrchid]Gavin followed quickly after Connor, and they entered the house. My eyes watered and I flicked out both colored contacts with some annoyance. Instantly, my vision sharpened further and I saw the smoke curling upwards, higher and higher until it disappeared into the blue void. I closed my eyes slowly, then flicked them open again. I began to turn slowly in a circle around myself, searching the sky and the ground below for anyone that looked remotely like Sella. Nothing. Instead I saw movement in the grass, about a mile and a half out away from us. I raised myself up and narrowed both eyes as Vicky and Neil both inhaled, smelling an enemy. I inhaled as well, but could only smell sulfur. Will stood next to me, and we both crossed our arms, slowly raising power levels to a less negligible point. Bursting out of the grass, moving much quicker than we expected came seven monsters, roughly the size of very large dogs, spiked over the spines, and with huge hyena-like jaws.[/i] ?Don?t let them near the house!? [i]I bent both knees, raising my arms to defend myself, a flare of fire bursting from my hair upwards into the sky. Will let the power of his aura surge around him, clashing against mine lightly, green and blue light slipping against each other. We both raised our hands back while Vicky dived on one of the beasts, grabbing its jaw in one hand and a paw in the other. She tightened her grip and I could hear the sinews cracking under her hands. With a scream, she powered up, slamming it down in the grass, shrieking so loud she drowned out the sound of Neil bashing one repeatedly against the nearest hard surface; in this case the ground. I narrowed my eyes again and focused on one of the dogs, loping towards me faster than I?d planned. I raised one hand over my head and called down a huge burst of fire to create a ring around my body, which he leapt through, singing his fur and catching in places.[/i] ?Come near my house, rub salt in the wounds, you?ll pay for that!? [i]I could hear Vicky shouting at the tops of her lungs, spitting another monster with her arm, pushed clean through its chest. She ripped out its heart and flung it to the ground, while I leapt in a neat circle, depending on dance nimbleness to keep all my limbs attached. It jumped towards me, claws flung outward and I fell back, willing my entire body to be wreathed in flame, close to the skin. My tattoos nearly leapt off my body, steaming the air until it was nearly impossible to see. My arms flew out automatically and I caught its arms, ripping them apart. It yelped and fell to the ground, to be axe kicked by Will, who had also come through my ring of fire. I waved my arm over it and the flames died away to reveal a very bloody, but unscathed group of people. Vicky was still kicking the lifeless corpse of the third monster she?d taken out while Neil, Andrew, and Warlock had killed their own quite successfully. I turned and saw Connor and Gavin both returning from the ruined house, both carrying several flat, slim packages that were most likely unharmed swords.[/i] ?Oi! What?s with the dead things?? [i]Connor leaned over one with a snapped neck, courtesy of Andrew, and poked it lightly with one of his open swords. Vicky looked up from the spikes she was pulling out of her own dead things and smiled prettily.[/i] ?Just a few random aliens that arbitrarily decided to attack us out of the blue.? ?Yes yes, I?m sure they just spawned here by themselves.? [i]Gavin had crossed his arms and frowned down at the one Will and I had destroyed and gingerly lifted one of its paws. I closed my eyes and passed my hand over the corpse, then flicked them open again. In an instant, I had powered down and the flames of my hair smoked out, the tattoos on my body crawling back into their hiding places within my pores.[/i] ?Not aliens. Constructs. These are chimeras someone slapped together in a test tube and released out into the field, most likely to find and eat us.? ?Gross! How can someone do that to these things!?? [i]Vicky stepped away, and I rolled my eyes at her. Apparently aliens were fine, but chimeras were another thing all together. Something about recombinant DNA/RNA and gene splicing grossed her out, and a couple other of us as well. Connor sheathed his main sword and hung onto the others while Neil and Andrew both began to tighten their wrist bands. I turned and looked up high in the sky, shielding my eyes with one hand, the sun glaring at us all from across the horizon. The sun was already lowering itself, I guessed the whole ordeal had taken us about half an hour. I turned to Gavin.[/i] ?So there?s nothing else salvageable in the house.? ?Nothing, absolutely nothing. We?re done with this place.? ?Damn, and I?m starving too.? Warlock pulled a mournful face, his eyes downcast, his face pathetic almost. ?We just got attacked and all you can think about is my pot roast?? [i]I shoved him to one side and turned back. I didn?t sense anything, perhaps what I?d felt earlier was just Sella releasing those monsters into the world. Will stood next to me, sighing woefully. He looked like he was listening for something, mostly because every now and then his ears twitched slightly. He met my gaze and turned away quickly. Up till this moment, he hadn?t noticed that my pupils were completely gone. So much for the whites of the eyes.[/COLOR][/FONT][/i]

[quote name='taperson][SIZE=1']Prom pictures are the best![/SIZE][/quote] [COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times]No no, Fanservice/Bikini photos are the best! With the help of my sister and a very good Nikon, would you believe she's only 7 years old?[/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times][i]After the initial excitement of discovering the true traitor had died down, Rai Al Haswiri called a general meeting, with the great Charlie Bin Laden's secret approval. She looked at the male faces, the very few female faces, and then brought her hands together for silence.[/i] "My fellow freedom fighters, I have a secret to reveal to you all. I apologize for the deception, but it was necessary for a time. Of course now it is not, so you must all know the truth." [i]At this point, he ripped off his mask and robe, revealing a female form beneath. Boobies, long brown hair, delicate pretty features, long legs, all covered by a black body suit. There was a dramatic gasp. A pause. Then someone in the back row whistled. Rai stripped off the voice modifying gadget and smiled prettily at the crowd.[/i] "I am in fact a female. Let the seduction in the name of Sephiroth and Jenova begin!" [i]Came a mighty cheer. Some other stuff too. Zounds![/i][/font][/COLOR]

[FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkOrchid][i]But we were too late. The house was on fire, we saw it as we were walking home. Nobody had called the fire department, which is what we get for having a mildly secluded house in the countryside. Instead, the only people who were noticing appeared to be us. With a whimper, Vicky leaped upwards, her body hardening over and her tail lashing out. Will and I followed, my fire nearly singing his arm. Streaking through the air like hawks, we circled over the house, dodging huge flames that must have been oil and all the other belongings we might have had going up in smoke.[/i] ?Neil! Gavin! Where are you?? [i]Vicky was circling lower, looking for survivors, as if a fire could kill off any one of our friends. Gavin was lying on the ground in one of the smaller fields, his body burned slightly, his eyes red and watering. Warlock and Gavin were both nearby, one les charred looking than the other. Connor wasn?t looking so good himself, more open burns on his body, his legs a mess of multiple cuts, and I placed a hand on them gently, willing my mind to press against his, block out the pain for him. His face stopped wrinkling up in agony and he attempted to sit up. I shoved him back down, gently of course and looked around. Andrew was a further distance away, clenching and unclenching his fists. Will looked over the damage. Vicky was slightly hysterical.[/i] ?Where is she!?? ?Who? She couldn't have beat us home.? [i]I looked up from Connor?s battered body. It looked like glass windows had exploded in the excitement. I extended my nails slightly and began to pluck them out. Vicky?s eyes were wide open and she looked completely homicidal. I knew she?d automatically assumed it was Sella?s doing, and a sinking feeling in my stomach warned me that she was probably right. I looked back down, picking up another shard of glass embedded in Connor?s calf. He didn?t wince, but his face looked slightly pale. The others looked alright however, thanks to Saiya-jin ability to harden their muscles over until trying to stab them was like trying to stab concrete. Gavin stood over the both of us, arms spread defensively. He spoke in a very low voice.[/i] ?None of us smelled the fire. There were explosions about five seconds after the smoke began to choke us. Every window went out, shrapnel got all of us, but Connor the worst. Warlock escaped through the basement entrance, it was the only place that was okay.? ?Accelerants then, windows don?t tend to explode in kitchen fires.? ?I wasn?t even cooking anything...but we all made like bandits when there was an opening.? [i]Andrew looked aggrieved. And I couldn?t blame him. All this time we?d been secretly wondering how long it would?ve been before the house went up, but when it finally did, and it wasn?t his fault... Well, what to do? Neil briefly mentioned that the fire had started not fifteen minutes before we?d shown up but it didn?t matter. The house was a heaping pile of char and black. My parents were going to go insane when the insurance decided not to cover acts of ...criminal stuff? Sella was nowhere to be seen, but I could sense her, not coming closer, not getting further away, like she was watching us. Feeding off of our frustration, anger, and despair. I stood up, Connor?s legs completely glass free, and I stood him up as well, letting him lean over my shoulder, his other arm hanging onto Gavin?s shoulder to stabilize him. We both stared at the house, while Vicky, Neil, Andrew, and Warlock checked the rest. Will was kneeling on one knee, his hand touching the ashes that were slowly drifting across the ground, propelled by a light breeze. He brought a pinch of them to his nose and slowly inhaled the scent. His eyes widened, and for a moment, looked totally alien. The wind revealed both his ears, and he swiveled both back slightly, then forward again.[/i] ?She?s going to be here soon.? ?Won?t that be a treat.? [i]Gavin?s voice was low as before, but tinged with a hint of excitement. The wish of every warrior like him; to fight and go down fighting, or come out on top and be even stronger than before. I looked up, my eyes narrowing under the sun?s glare, and judged the time to be roughly 5 in the afternoon. Connor?s legs slowly steadied themselves, and I let him go, grasping his shoulder to make sure. He nodded an affirmative and we both let him stand on his own. He turned back towards the house and began walking towards it.[/i] ?I need my swords.? ?If they survived, I?ll be impressed. If they didn?t melt, I?ll be even more impressed.? [i]Andrew gave Connor a sarcastic look, which he ignored, continuing in his relentless movement towards the remains of what we?d made into our home.[/COLOR][/FONT][/i]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times][i]Someone find poor Erica [Revelation] *blush*. She needs to go home and warn the politicos that one of their courtesans has been taken as a captive. That'll shake the bastards up into movement.[/i][/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times]BK, Neil, and Shy may now post at any time, regardless of order, it should work fine. Go meshuga. me·shu·ga also me·shug·ga (m-shg) adj. Slang Crazy; senseless.[/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times][center][b]Act Two: The Cold War Scene Three: Things Heat Up[/center][/b] [i]With a quick jerk of her arms, Luyii grabbed Sai and slammed him down on his desk, swiftly jumping on top of him to grip his hips between her legs. He gasped for air, with the pressure she was applying to his chest and attempted to raise himself up, only to be shoved back down, nearly taken out by an errant paperweight. Luyii smirked at his expression and leaned down, unbuttoning her top button with two fingers.[/i] "You're lucky I order strong desks." "I suppose I should be... ...now let's see if it really can withstand us." "If it can't, it's still under warranty." [i]The Willow Fairy ripped off his shirt, the sound of tearing fabric only exciting her further. As he grabbed the hem of her dress, flicking it up to grab her ass. She wiggled it at him and lowered her head to his belt, undoing it slowly and flipping the zipper of his fly up. With her teeth, she slowly unzipped it all the way, pressing her face against him. He applied pressure to the back of her neck and she mock struggled, raking her fingers down his chest, creating eight long red streaks. Sai's moans filled her ears and accordingly, she let him unzip her own dress, the straps cascading down, the skirt brushing against him as she arched, letting it decorate the floor.[/i] "So should we circumvent your father, surprise the old man and save me from the indignity of getting tested altogether?" "It would have a tasty irony to it. ...why don't we?" [i]She pushed his head back down on the table, and let him clutch her body close to his, feeling the small of her back, the raised tattoo on her neck, the softness of her hair. He flipped her on her back and bit her bottom lip gently, barely making a mark. She kissed back, smiling at the expression on his face. Her earrings brushed against the skin of his neck, cold and smooth, as she lipped his cheek. [center]~~~~~~~~~~~~~[/center] The future of the Brotherhood of Eternal Repose lay entwined in each other's arms, whatever had been on the desk was on the floor, any clothes they might have been wearing also there. A servant timidly knocked and began to open the door, only to see the flash of Luyii and then her foot slamming it shut again. She turned and gave a look to Sai with a smirk playing about the saucy curve of her lips. He cupped her cheek in one hand and she did the same to him. Slipping off the table top, she stepped into her dress, pulling the sleeves back to her shoulders, pulling her hair up so he could zip up the back. He turned and reached for his shirt, then held up what was probably a shirt at one point. Luyii's expression was guileless, and she pointedly looked away, running her fingers through her hair. He gave her a look. A two hundred dollar shirt. Missing buttons, a sleeve torn nearly clean off.[/i] "I should send you the bill for this." "Spare me. You have dozens more in that closet. I checked you know." "So I've been found out."[/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times]The [b]other[/b] eagle has also landed.[/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times][i]Both the daughter of the tiger and the White Lotus slept for a time, wrapped in silk, resting on pillows, laying against each other. If anyone had seen, they wouldn't have been able to tell whose clothes and hair were whose. Black and black, white skin, and pale, brightly colored threads dazzling the eyes, even when not moved. With a near audible snap, Shai's eyes opened in a parting of dark curled lashes. She rose to her feet without the help of her arms and Moon roused herself as well. Both drifted towards the door, but there were no soldiers, no servants or even slave girls.[/i] "It's quiet. The war should've begun by now. ...can you take us to the battle ground?" "The armies would've stuck close to the water and rivers. I think I can take us." "Afterwards, I can complete the rest." [i]Moon nodded and took her friend's slender hand in hers. Silently, she bypassed the silk screens that guarded her quarters and preserved modesty, and entered the courtyard. It too was silent, with the sun very high in the sky. Their clothes rippled in the still air, creating the sound of displacement, and the swish of fabric. Eventually both came to the edge of a deep pool, fed by underground springs, adorned with lilies and trailing vines. The daughter of the tiger flinched back as Moon raised both her hands and clapped them over her head. At the sound, the water's surface turned solid, at least to Shai's vision, and she took her hand again, stepping out. The two stood very still, and then for Shai Guan at least, the world turned upside down. The White lotus clasped her body close and nearly smothered her with sleeves and all around her was the sound of rushing roaring water. Eventually there was silence, and the soldiers of Enshian standing near the river's edge saw two pale heads break the surface very far out, and then two bodhisattvas rose from the water. Like glittering pools of light, The White Lotus and The Flying Leaf floated delicately above the water. One held the other's hand firmly, and both were perfectly dry. Moon turned to Shai, who had narrowed both her eyes and begun to focus.[/i] "Do you see the men?" "Give me a moment." [i]Her hair flew out behind her, and her garments snaked themselves forward, serving as center points for her will. Slowly, she turned her body until the forms of a Matsya warrior and Chau himself were within her sight.[/i][/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times][i]Rai Al Haswiri shook his head in sadness. He should've known, but Gavin had been so loyal seeming, so polite. So fervent in his faith for Jenova. Railing against the heavens, Al Haswiri rent his garments and sighed deeply.[/i] "The will of the Great Mother is mysterious and difficult to fathom.... Gather his body up for the sacrifice!" [i]The mass of the faithful swept forward, reaching for the traitorous dog, as Al Haswiri contemplated this new turn of horrifying events. Nomura stood still, looking stunned, a blank expression clouding over his eyes. Rai turned and slapped him. [/i] "Come back to your senses!"[/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times]Wouldn't Desbreko also qualify for method number four? I think he would. I suppose it's better to be a serious jerk than a Troll, although I can't think of any title more fitting for Charles. I mean honestly, who has he NOT offended ever? [b]Method Six: Be an Argumentative Slut.[/b] Manage to always insult others while drawing from both method two and three. Chances are you're rude and cruel to others because you're young, acned, and unattractive to the opposite sex as well as your own. You post in every thread that doesn't need you, because you feel that you're needed anyway and that your arguments have some merit. Your OB life however will be very short, because you'll soon be banned or on your way to being banned. Additionally, you will most likely have a nemesis that gets you and the other into serious trouble. This is why you are/have been banned. [i]Mentors:[/i] Copycatalyst, Alex, Mnemolth, Transtic Nerve[/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times]And Dead posts to spice things up. Thank goodness. Either way, someone poke BK into posting, since it's his turn after all. Also... ...I'm not sure what I was going to say here. Whatever. Keep talking amongst yourselves.[/font][/COLOR]

[i][FONT=Times New Roman][COLOR=DarkOrchid]With Gavin up to his elbows in soapy dishwater, I was free to grab a towel and swat his behind, rat tail style, and danced out of the way when he aimed a mule kick at me. With a quick whisk of my arms, I propelled myself up over the counter and towards the front door, where Vicky was already grabbing her purse and making her daring daylight escape. I followed close behind, my bag flying into my hand when I pointed one finger at it and shouted orders at the back of Neil?s head as he stumped towards the basement to lift weights or stare in the mirror or something else equally manly and retarded.[/i] ?Don?t lift the wards by powering up. Don?t go outside and start blasting away at the nearest bird. Don?t start sparring loud enough to wake the dead-? [i]And by then Vicky had grabbed my ear and was half dragging, half yanking me towards school. [/i] ?Don?t talk the bastard to death, he knows what to do!? ?Ow! Watch the ear!? [i]We both walked this time. Like scummy pedestrians, we used our feet for a change, which I won?t say was a bad thing, but it was a bit of a slog after growing used to flicking from one location to the next without breaking into a sweat. So call me spoiled. But I had an annoying feeling that Sella was going to reduce us all into the state where we?re afraid to use our powers and in huge trouble if we don?t throw up our defenses when she finally made her appearance. The feeling changed from just being annoying to altogether insane, and my stomach began a sinking dance of despair when I slammed my backpack on the floor at my first class and dropped my head on my desk. The backside of the teacher we?d always had was significantly different from how I remembered it, and when Will kicked my foot silently, I looked up and saw that the hair...blonde...was not the hair of the professor. It was in fact Sella. She turned around with the smile of a crocodile, and my teeth set themselves and I could feel my jaw locking up so a smarmy comment wouldn?t come out. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Will doing the same, the muscles under his loose shirt becoming visible. My ears perked twice and I heard a steady stream of cursing coming from his direction, and I slowly withdrew my foot from the thong sandal I was wearing and bared my toes, pinching his ankle once sharply, nearly ripping the first layer of skin off. He jumped, his knees hitting the bottom of his desk and I pasted a bland smile on my face. It helped keep my hair from spontaneously combusting at the look in her eyes. As Sella spoke, writing on the whiteboard with one of those noxious smelling pens, I barely registered the nonsense coming out of her mouth. Instead I focused on remaining calm, not powering up into a haze of white and blue fire, and keeping an eye on Will, whose lips were twitching when nobody was watching him. I lightly slapped a mental hand across his mind and focused my thoughts into a coherent stream of thinking. ?She?s as bold as brass that one. We?re screwed if she can follow us.? ?I?d like to hope she?s not [b]that[/b] powerful, but our luck would run out at this point, wouldn?t it?? ?Oh Vicky is going to have a heart attack. And Connor is going to-? Sella snapped a quick question at Will and he answered, on auto pilot, and she moved on to me. I answered, most likely sounding like a zombie, but let?s face it. I wasn?t going to give her the satisfaction of being allowed to unload both proverbial barrels on us and everyone around us. That and we were both particularly aware of the 25 other innocent students sitting near and around us. Will?s hair covered both his pointy ears, and my tattoos remained hidden under a long sleeved shirt, black pants, and gothic fingerless gloves. I?m sure it would?ve caused a bit of a public outcry if I incinerated the entire classroom under a sheet of rolling fire. That and it would?ve most likely spread and caused the whole campus to go up in smoke. I?m sure Vicky and a few other aliens here would?ve been just fine, but better not to find out later. Instead, the bell rang in 55 minutes and Will and I very nearly teleported ourselves into the food court where Vicky was lounging carelessly. We both stalked towards her table and dropped our bags next to hers, sitting like robots.[/i] ?You two look like you just saw Sella. What?s wrong?? ?Tell me that you?re okay with skipping class for the next year or so.? [i]Vicky?s face fell and she turned to look behind us. I can only assume she saw, or smelled Sella because the hand holding her sandwich became the hand holding a mushy mix of lunch meat and bread. Will leaned forward and spoke very softly to the pair of us.[/i] ?I say we don?t stop going to classes. That?d only give her another victory.? ?I say we go home after this and talk to the guys instead.? [i]Both Will and Vicky nodded at my suggestion and we packed up and left.[/COLOR][/FONT][/i]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times][i]RAi Al Haswiri returned from his inexplicably long vacation hiding somewhere and swept into the main hall where all Terrorists congregate. He stumped up to the soap box usually occupied by Copycatalyst or other types that typically had plenty to say. With one fist raised he shouted with rage.[/i] "I am not a filthy smelly and idiotic Counter Terrorist piece of slime." [i]He paused to draw his one winged cross from his robes and hold it in his free hand.[/i] "How dare you associate me with those double dealing, lying, cheating, morally bankrupt fools! I would never once think of betraying my brothers and fellow freedom fighters. Such an act would take me far away from the Great Mother!" [i]The rant continued for awhile, most of it full of intriguing and good points, and then he abruptly stopped and wandered off to where the dogs were most likely kept.[/i][/font][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkOrchid][font=times][i]Meanwhile, Shai Guan and The White Lotus were both lounging lazily on heavy pads with a large variety of colorful quilts. Shai had opened the screens leading into her miniature garden and was trailing one toe in the reflecting pool that had been recently put in. Moon sighed and leaned back as well, her hair loose and long over the bed. One sash drifted lazily of its own free will, also swirling the clear water in the equally clear pond and Shai tilted her head back over, her hair swirling up with her movement.[/i] "Do you [b]have][/b] to make the clothes do that?" "Well do you have to make the hair do that?" [i]Shai crumpled up her mouth in annoyance and let her hair lie still again. The two leaned forward to reach for their white tea and sipped almost simultaneously. On a whim, Moon leaned forward and knelt in front of the water. With a slow exhale, she began to press her face against it. The white of her skin bleeding into the water and her body reforming into an empty, fathomless spirit. Her friend smiled and leaned forward, with her face very close to White Lotus's. The voice of the shen of the water echoed very slowly around Shai's quarters, sounding displaced and hollow to her ears.[/i] "In the place of cold and dark, two men fight for dominance. One will take the daughter of the tiger as his fatal prize. The other will kill in her name. Kill for the blood of the gods." [i]The Flying Leaf whispered at the place where Moon would've had ears to hear.[/i] "Tell me about the battle. Who fights against Enshian?" "Matsya....Matsya....Men from beyond the sands come with machines of war. Animals that will overwhelm our defenses. All shall be lost." [i]At this point, The White Lotus became agitated, her body nearly melting completely into the water. Shai clapped her hands three times quickly and drew a swift invisible circle over White Lotus's head and grabbed her body, pulling her up out of the water, Moon's face reforming instantly back into the same perfect features as before. She shook the water out of her eyes and breathed pure oxygen very slowly. With a slow sigh, she nearly fell back into the water, but Shai caught her and eased her back into her lap very gently. The daughter of the tiger stroked Moon's damp forehead slowly, patting it gently with her ample sleeve.[/i] "Breathe dearest. You did very well." [i]Moon coughed delicately, the water clearing swiftly from her lungs and rested against her friend's lap. The Flying Leaf looked up to the sloping pine roof and exhaled in a form of meditation. The White Lotus had many visions, and not all of them were always true, or always completely true. Shai didn't doubt that the men were in fact from Matsya or that the daughter of the tiger referred to her, but as far as all being lost? Maybe if neither of them did anything and Chau switched sides. But who knows? "I suppose we will all see."[/i][/font][/COLOR]

[color=darkorchid][font=times]Let me just say that after using a VERY old Chinese massage oil that had various dangerous chemicals in it, including chloroform by the way... ....After using a very minute amount my mother, who was helping my back come back to my body, was about as giggly as me. It was like the time we put epoxy down on the garage floor on a hot day in July. We got pretty tipsy, and the fumes were SUPERB.... ....but I wouldn't recommend it on other people. God knows how many brain cells vanished because of it.[/font][/color]

[font=times][color=darkorchid]As someone who has seduced a teacher in the past I can tell you that it's loads easier when they find out you're over 18. I recommend definitely doing shots, but lie and say you're actually legal, which I KNOW you're not. Refrain from corny jokes and the chloroform, while highly amusing will go badly for you in the end.[/font][/color]